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Testo Accordi Chitarra Guns N’ Roses Irs

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   What they say of yoooou?
G5              A5
Gonna call the President
A#5           C5
Gonna call a Private Eye
G5            A5
Gonna get the IRS
A#5            C5
Gonna need the FBI
D#5                      D5
There's not anymore that I can do
 G5      A5             A#5
All the reasons that you gave
C5
I follow you
    G5               A5                  A#5             C5
So when you lead them in, that'll be the end of time it's true
G5              A5
Wouldnt be the first time I've been wrong
 G5                           A5
Wouldnt be the last I'm sure, I've Known
  A#5                    C5
with all the rumors I can tell,
A#5                    C5
Some things didn't work so well
D#5                  D5
Well anyway, it feels the same
G5         C#5         C5
When you first told me you were gone,
  A#5                     G5
So long ago but I still held on
                           C#5      C5
Through all the bullshit that I've had to take
                         A#5             G5
I've found the truth and here's the worst yet
Wouldn't even matter the things that I say
You've made your mind up and gone anyway
And there's no use now in dragging it on
Should've seen it coming all along
Well it's true....ooh....I had,
Forgotten you
Gonna call the President
Gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI
Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With a sweet hangover
And the headlines too, now
Ah ah Ah ah
Wha you think I'm doing this all for my health?
I should've looked again then at somebody else
Feelin' like I've done way more than wrong
Feelin' like I'm living inside of this song
Feelin' like I'm just too tired to care
Feelin' like I done more than my share
Could've been the way that I carried on
Like a broken record for so long
And I do
Ooh, oh.
I'm Gonna call the President,
I'm gonna call a private Eye
Gonna get the IRS,
Gonna need myself the FBI.
oooh, what shall I do
If I gave my heart to you
It's such a crime you now it's true
Gonna call the president
Gonna call a private eye
Ooh, gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI
Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
read it baby with your morning news
With the sweet hangover and the headlines too
There's not anymore that I can do